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Tears.

Reminding myself that they weren’t a bad thing and that he’d already warned me, I finally stopped spanking him and gathered him up in my arms. “Come here. You’re such a good boy. And yes, big emotions, huh?”

A sub who hadn’t been able to release his emotions in appropriate ways or who hadn’t submitted like he needed to would break eventually. I’d read that in a variety of posts, and even Austin had given me a colorfully worded lecture on the subject, so I managed not to react negatively.

But I had to admit that my heart didn’t stop racing until he was clinging to me and snuggling close, tears on his cheeks and his needy cock poking up and begging for attention.

How he managed to be both horny and upset amazed me, but it was just another wonderfully curious thing to admire about Dessie.

“That’s my good boy.” Leaning back so he could more easily snuggle into me, I didn’t bother straightening his clothes as I rubbed his back. “You were such a good boy. You were still for your spanking and you even let out your big emotions.”

And he hadn’t come yet…although his cock didn’t look like it would take him much to get to that point.

Nodding against me, he nuzzled and took in a deep breath. “Good boy, Daddy, ’wards.”

I wasn’t sure if laughing made me an ass or not, but I managed to keep it to a soft chuckle. “Yes, reward time.”

It was my turn to take a breath but mine was to steady my nerves as I released the first button on my shirt. I might’ve started off needing a bit of a pep talk, but once Dessie let out his happy sigh and wiggled on my lap, it became a lot harder to remember why I’d been worried to begin with.

“Oh, Daddy…” His cock waved as he wiggled but Dessie wasn’t focused on that part of his reward yet. “I…I was good.”

He was adorable too.

“You were.” When most of the buttons were undone, Dessie made an excited sound and pushed my shirt open, getting another laugh from me. “Is my boy thirsty or just ready for special cuddles?”

Had that really come out of my mouth?

My brain tripped over the reality of what I’d said, but Dessie didn’t have that problem. He was just excited for his special time with his Daddy and quickly pushed my undershirt down. Dessie’s ear-to-ear grin got a laugh from me and reset my brain, bringing it back to the moment. “Daddy.”

As he wiggled into position, getting tangled in his clothes as he tried to stretch out down the couch, he whined and started flopping like a goldfish stuck on a counter. “Help. Stuck.”

I was a terrible Daddy and laughed, but he quickly forgave me when I freed him and tossed his pants to the floor. “Ugh. Daddy.”

So much drama in so few words.

“Come here, baby boy.” To make up for my laughter, I cradled him against my chest. “I have special cuddles for my good boy.”

And I was forgiven.

“Daddy.” Sighing out my name, he wrapped his lips around my nipple and closed his eyes.

Yes, I was definitely his Daddy and the sweet way he curled into me said I was doing a damned good job of it.

Chapter 12

Dessie

Hmm.

Dessert.

Spankings.

Thirsty.

Thirsty.

Yummy.

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